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Moved different
Hip-Hop
Moved different was released on July 1, 2025 by Ladirectrice as a part of the album Moved different - Single
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Release DateJuly 1, 2025
LabelLadirectrice
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LaDirectrice
LaDirectrice
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack'sauce
Jack'sauce
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah
They thought I was gone
I just move different
Word
I ain't switch codes, I just move quieter
Same phone, same block, I'm a sole survivor
They ain't show love when I lost everything
Now they call me boss, but I feel empty in things
I made bands off the loss, made peace with the dark
I don't pray for revenge, I just aim with the spark
My name ain't loud, but it echo in rooms
You can smell my pain through designer fumes
Trap ain't dead, it just changed face
Now it's laptops, clips, and crypto plates
I move different, they ain't get it
Whole block talkin', but I ain't flinchin'
Heart got cold when my dog went missin'
I just stack more, I don't do wishin'
Pain too deep, but I wear it fitted
I move different, they ain't get it
Whole life quiet, but the grind been vivid
Lost some years, now I ride with digits
Say my name wrong and you might just pivot
Cartier shades, not to flex, just to hide
I seen snakes get close with the cleanest pride
I seen shooters in suits, real demons in ties
I been rich in scars, broken minds
Took the love, but the streets ain't loyal
Had to burn bridges, now my mind feel royal
Ain't no tears in the zone I roam
If it ain't 'bout racks, I don't pick up the phone
Fake smiles on the face got me movin' alone
Even fam' got greed and the roots, they grow
Whispers in my ear say you changed
But they ain't bled when the air got strained
I done seen death in a parkin' lot
Still roll dice, still move with a plot
Pain in silence, rage in my closet
Had to treat life like a dirty deposit
I move different, they ain't get it
Whole block talkin', but I ain't flinchin'
Heart got cold when my dog went missin'
I just stack more, I don't do wishin'
Pain too deep, but I wear it fitted
I move different, they ain't get it
Whole life quiet, but the grind been vivid
Lost some years, now I ride with digits
Say my name wrong and you might just pivot
Written by: Jack'sauce
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